My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 889 - 831: The Counterattack Plot

There’s no denying, Elis has really done something remarkable this time.

Atabia didn’t want to defend against Elis, but he simply couldn’t.

A new Saint, Volga, coming over to other universes ruled by Saints, would just be crushed.

But what about his universe?

In his parallel universe, he sealed the Emperor, Nokron, and Elis, and ruled himself, but as he kept wandering everywhere, it became a universe without an owner, with no one defending it.

It’s perfectly normal to exploit the loophole like this.

But what can he do?

Unseal the Emperor and Nokron in his parallel universe, awaken them to help guard his universe?

Wouldn’t that be delivering his universe on a platter?

That would just be inviting the wolf into the house!

He felt his days were so miserable.

At this moment, above the Long River of Time.

"It’s not that my personal ability is lacking...I might have been targeted," Atabia said.

Everything was going wrong for him. Although there was no direct evidence, his intuition told him there seemed to be an unseen mastermind manipulating events.

Herodotus was startled, "Could it be the unseen grand momentum of the world? The mysterious and unfathomable cosmos of nature?"

"It’s very likely."

Atabia’s expression was solemn. He felt ever since becoming the Time Ancient God, he inexplicably became extremely unlucky.

"Your Majesty, that universe taken by Elis..." Herodotus said angrily.

How great is Elis’s momentum now?

Dozens of multi-dimensional universes, with talents crossing boundaries, all pledged allegiance to her!

The whole world respects the Yuan Primordial Saint Elis.

Moreover, recently, there was a lecture held at the Hongmeng Yuan Primordial Tao Palace, establishing thirty thousand mats, preaching to all heavens, teaching without discrimination, aiming to become the greatest nurturing mother in the cosmos!

But all this glory, it’s all built on the basis of hitting them in the face.

"Since she’s taken it, just let her have it," Atabia said, "There’s no way to counterattack, all the matter was taken back by her, how can we retaliate?"

"So we can’t retaliate?" Minis didn’t look pleased.

"Of course we can retaliate."

Atabia said, "Don’t we have the plans for the Spatial Authority of the Emperor? It’s our only way to break the situation now."

"Herodotus, train and become the Saint of Space, gain combat power in the present universe. We’ll take the opportunity to raid Elis’s headquarters, that central universe!"

"Isn’t that impossible?" Herodotus was somewhat surprised, although he was belligerent, he wasn’t arrogant.

In the past, the raids weren’t gifts?

Even if he became the Space Ancient God, he feared he would still be easily defeated by Elis.

One realm, First Layer Heaven.

"We don’t need to fight, I’ll counter with her own strategy."

"She took my first universe, tasted the benefit, she would surely attempt to take the second universe under me."

"Treating this first as bait for fishing, when she comes for another round, descending upon the second universe, we’ll use the chance of her absence to raid her headquarters, forcibly seizing her main camp universe and locking her out."

Everyone was greatly shocked.

Elis’s main base?

Lock her out?

Now, that universe is the center of the multi-dimensional Long River of Time.

Adding the newly raided universe, she raided Atabia three times, specifically targeting him to fleece, 3%+3%+3%, plus the recent various Celestial Demon-plundering battlefields...

That universe of Elis already has 10% of the terrifying matter!

If they seized it...

Wouldn’t that be reclaiming the lost ground instantly?

All the diligent, behind-the-scenes efforts of Elis, would be forcibly taken by them for free.

Minis frowned, "For such a huge action, shouldn’t we contact the Emperor and Senior Nokron?"

"There’s no need, I am enough alone."

Atabia smiled faintly, "Everyone thinks that the Time Ancient God is weak, but now, I know the true combat mode of a Time Ancient God, this battle will let everyone understand the terror of the Time Ancient God."

Herodotus was also fired up, "What preparations do I need?"

"Next, you will officially become the spearhead in combat for me." Atabia chuckled softly, "Our preparation is only one, Herodotus, you need to become a Saint of Space soon!"

He, Atabia, is not made of clay.

Elis is indeed the strongest opponent he has encountered in history, patient, sinister, cunning, pretending to be naive while being more ruthless than the Light Ancient God before.

Earlier, he had been careless, but now in a head-on duel, he is not without a chance to fight.

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Year 95 of the Multi-Dimensional Universe Calendar.

The destruction of the first universe pushed the entire multi-dimensional universe into a critical point.

Thus, stepping into the era of life and death of multi-dimensions.

After all, how could the earlier desolate Outer Domain Celestial Demons steal the matter of a single universe alone?

When the land area is vast, it can’t be monitored, and indeed, the Outer Domain Celestial Demons can steal!

But when only 0.1% of a small area remains, the native Saint monitors and guards every inch, how could it be stolen?

So, the wars of the multi-dimensional universe, the arrival of the Outer Domain Celestial Demon, can only weaken the universe but not kill it, the universe would possibly rise again after exhaustion.

Only with the personal descent of a Saint can true destruction occur.

"An era has begun."

"In the future, as developments continue, it might possibly enter a new ecological cycle, parallel universes shining like stars along the Long River of Time, universes being born and dying in an instant."

Li Qing sat on a chair silently watching, stood up, quietly observing that Long River of Time.

That would become the Celestial River of the new era.

With the ethereal Long River of Time as the Milky Way, and parallel universes as planets.

This cosmic structure is intriguing.

Ultimately, Li Qing always remained hidden, only occasionally dropping a few chess pieces, providing a couple of blueprints, stirring the great forces of the universe.

Throughout the ensuing millions of years, amidst the storms of Elis’s provocations, he always quietly observed.

After all, when the snowball starts rolling, naturally numerous talents and advisors of the era would gather around her, offering strategies.

Even Atabia couldn’t tell whether she was genuinely foolish or pretending.

In fact, truth or pretense no longer mattered!

For wisdom, there were strategists.

For combat power, Li Qing provided blueprints.

Even if a mindless pig sat in that position, it would be the world’s bravest and wisest strongest multi-dimensional Saint, making other Saints regard it as a formidable enemy...

"Your Majesty, do you truly have no chance at being a Yuan Primordial Saint?" Sylph said worriedly on another day.

"The High-tier Dao is birthed in pairs and fused.... The twin of my matter is life, the matter of the universe nurtures life... This is the predetermined destiny of the universe."

"With Elis’s betrayal, I can’t get the Life Map, unable to complement it with matter, unable to take the next step." Nokron said, "By the time I develop the Life Map, who knows how many eras will have passed, I’d miss the present."

"In the current plethora of parallel universes, can’t we target one of the many restrained Elises? What about the opponent’s blueprint?" Sylvie said.

"Can’t be killed, only those on the same track can kill those on the same track." Li Qing shook his head.

It’s not that his matter isn’t strong enough, but rather life’s endurance is overwhelming.

If your authority isn’t of the same type, it can’t target each universe’s Saint of Life, Elis.

Surely, if a talented life-cultivator could deduce a Life Map, setting up hidden traps, and laying meticulous plans against Elis, studying and integrating, copying his blueprint, it’s not impossible.

But this action wouldn’t be quick, Nokron remains lagging behind.

So, the version of this era is left to them, Spiritual Essence, Space-Time blueprints, they will fight.

Nokron just silently observes, taking the opportunity to retreat into potential for the late-stage, my era has not yet arrived, staying hidden in the audience, sipping tea idly...